Or However You Spell That (I Have Just Tried My Fucking Hardest To Spell Something)

Leonid Pasternak  (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work

I'm glad my post about doing lightly funny shit for finals is still popular a year after I did it, and I'd like you all to know that for this year's English final, I wrote about Fallout for more than half of a paper on Brave New World which was supposed to be about if we were in danger of becoming like the society of the book. I got 23/25 on it.

Wrote a two paragraph essay for a final about how Nick from The Great Gatsby is super gay for Gatsby and got a perfect score is this how it feels to be god

you know the drill, op disabled reblogs etc etc etc

unbelievable that its 4/20 and absolutely nobody has put the objectively best rage comic on my dash yet. i have to do everything around here

bring out the pussy

bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

wish i could go missing for a little bit and no one would freak out and then i could come back and they'd be like "did you have fun going missing" and i'd be like "yeah, thanks" and then i could do that every couple of months or so and it wouldn't be a big deal

Not fair that saying "yeah no I get that" sounds so flippant and dismissive. I don't have anything to add but I want my friends to know I'm getting what they're saying. Like you're bearing your soul man. And I see it. I promise I do. I'm picking up what you're putting down so much that I'm practically taking it from your hands. I promise.

Finally After literal years of being told I have Tumblr energy, I became brave enough to do it. Hi yes this is my blog, vaguely gender, fairly gay, occasionally a mention of things going on with me, and all chaotic. When I told a friend of mine I got a Tumblr she misread it and freaked out because she though I got Twitter My mother would have never wanted this and wouldn't want it now, precisely the reason I'm doing it. Sorry mom I guess